The case for focussing on one thing at a time
I arrived home to the delightful aroma of dinner. My beloved met me at the door with a cheerful greeting and the welcoming words, “I’m making dinner tonight.” I knew the smile upon my face conveyed my gratitude to him. I relaxed in my cozy home and watched him move about the kitchen, at which point I reflected upon my dinner preparations the evening before.
It seems appropriate, or maybe just comforting to me, to preface my actions last night by blaming my XX chromosomes. Although I can’t say ALL women, I would like to think that the majority of women have been vying for the multi-tasking award of achievement for years, if not millenia.